Sunflowers

by Erica   Nov 13, 2006


As I sit alone in my room right now, I look at my life as a nightmare that I can't find my way through.

It happened all at once, the chaos and feeling of loss, I want so badly to escape this cage that has captured me.

Crying doesn't ease the pain but only makes it worse and talking about it seems to make it hit the heart even more.

Why most some people be so hateful and naive, why must people think they are the "almighty."

Do they not understand that it hurts others, it tears them up inside and makes them bleed.

My life has become a hell and I want so badly to escape it and become me again.

The few sunflowers that have been brought into my life are the only things that I can count on.

They are there for me unconditionally and show me that there is more to the world than hate but rather there is love and beauty.

I want so badly to move away from this nightmare, but as time passes on, it seems as though it will be a little longer that I have to wait.

But I know that those few sunflowers in my life right now will help me through this time in my life, in which nothing seems to be right and everything seems to be full of hate.

I want so badly to escape, I just HOPE it happens soon and quick, I don't know how much more of this I can take, but I will hold on and prevail.

After all, this is my life and I am determined to make it through, and be that sunflower for someone else when they need it most!

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